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Counter-Strike unfolds, on virtual grounds.
Terrorists plot, Counter-Terrorists defend,
In the pixelated battlefield, where legends transcend.
Dust and Mirage, stages for strife,
A symphony of bullets, a dance for life.
Inferno's flames and Cache's past,
A game of reflexes, where skills are cast.
Snipers aim high, precision their art,
In this FPS realm, a strategic chart.
From bomb-planted fear to defusal delight,
Counter-Strike's saga, in the pixels, takes flight.
A beer delayed is a beer denied.
Always store beer in a dark place.
-- Lazarus Long